[Vkook] A Hospital Romance

27(Finale)

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year for all those who celebrate. 

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Ba Dum... Ba Dum...

What?.. What's going on?

Ba Dum... Ba Dum...

"We need to... -sing consciousness." I hear muffled voices.

"You have to... no one else..." The same voice.

"No... Can't." 

That voice... Where have I heard that voice?

"Dammit Jung-... -cking dying!"

" What... have?"

"Intracerebr-..."

I feel as if I had stopped moving.

"Fine."

And, I am bestowed with complete darkness.

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"Daddy! Papa, wake up!"

Huh?

I feel movement to my side and a weight on my stomach.

"Wake up! Wake up! it's Christmas!" Another, slightly deeper, voice is registered in my ears.

"Santa Came!"

"He did?" Another, even deeper, voice asks.

"Yeah! There's so many presents and goodies!"

"Papa, wake up." Little hands shake my body.

"Hey, hey now don't do that." The even deeper voice says as I feel the weight on my stomach leave. 

Innocent giggles are heard throughout the room.

"Why isn't he waking up?" He middle toned voice inquires.

"I... I don't know." The deepest voice says confusedly.

"Papa..."

"Taehyung?"

"Wake up, dad. Wake up!"

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"Are you okay?"

I look up.

"Huh? Oh, yeah. I'm fine." I say, as I hold my head.

We are in our penthouse. It's our anniversary and we just wanted to have a mellow celebration. That includes homemade food, being lazy, and soft cuddles.

Right now, it's around dinner time and I had unexpectedly dropped my fork and immediately held my head. There was a sharp pain coursing through my head, and it was strong enough to even reach my arms.

"Are you sure?" Jungkook asked.

"Y-yeah. I'll just go get some water. I'll be right back."

I get up to immediately feel my legs give out.

"Ah!"

"Tae!"

Jungkook catches me right before I fall and everything turns black.

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I sit up.

The room is white.

The bed I sit on is hard and my back is numb.

What is this place?

 I look left, right, and I see absolutely nothing. There is no dimensions in this fixed world. Everything is white, and I sit on a bed right in the middle of the overwhelming nothingness.

"Doctor, his heart stopped."

Whose heart stopped? What is it talking about? What's going on?

"Set it to 300 volts."

Another, manlier voice, states.

I scream.

What is this? Make it-

I fall off the bed. The pain too excruciating.

"I-it's not working."

"Then set it to 500."

No. No. Stop.

I scream even louder. My chest is on fire.

What is happening to me?! 

I look up and I see the room swirling in white and black.

"Clear."

Scream.

"700."

Louder.

"800."

Stop! Make it Stop, Please!

"Doctor."

"900."

No!

"Doctor,"

"What!?"

"He's not coming back."